The Compliment That Almost Was… (Amusing.)
The Compliment That Almost Was…
My husband says don’t bother blogging on the weekend. Stats always go down on Saturday and Sunday. Yeah, but they far from stop so somebody much like myself is out there watching and reading. Now I’m just gonna keep it easy on myself today. I’m preparing mentally for an early class trip tomorrow morning which I stupidly decided to say I’d help chaperone when it seemed like it was light years away.
Same thing with the crazy costume I promised to wear for Halloween. Then it was ‘Ok, I’ll do it’, now that it’s close it’s like ‘GULP.’ A promise is a promise, but it should be a fun bus ride. Did I forget about my former motion sickness issue? Guess so. Then 4 hours in a pumpkin patch with 80 or so 1st graders. If I survive I’ll touch base on Tuesday. I’ll get a drafted post ready for tomorrow.
Anyway, yesterday I was having a mommy play date, as my child was having her play date with a friend, so that means I’m good friends with the mom, thankfully. We all need one or two of those in our lives at least. It’s very uncomfortable when you aren’t friends with the person your child is BFFS with. It happens, as they have several BFFS it seems and not all of the moms are eager to make pals. (Sometimes vise-versa.)
Furthermore, I truly believe that moms need somebody aside from their husbands to chit chat with once in awhile that are above the ages of their children. It helps keep them sane. I am of course no exception though still slightly insane. It’s debatable.
Unfortunately for me, this particular friend is 5 years younger and very pretty. At my age I envy even a year or two younger, so when she complains about just turning 31 I can’t help but roll my eyes at her. So I told her a little story about what happened to me last week. These kind of stories are few and far between nowadays.
I’ve been mentally trying to make peace with the age of 36 for the past month since I’ve been 36. Heck I’m still trying to make peace with the fact that I’m over 30 because wasn’t I 18 like 10 minutes ago? Seems so. **Head shaking back and forth in jarring motion.**
I went to the ice stand last week, and a woman was sitting outside with her dog. She stopped me and goes, ‘I don’t usually do this, but you’re a beautiful girl. Very, very pretty.’ I looked behind me. Was she talking to me? It’s been awhile. Then came exactly what I needed after my birthday last month.
When we talked a short while because of course I could take a few minutes out for such a sweet woman 😆 she told me, ‘You look like a baby, how could you have a teenager?’ This is what I’ve been dying for. She thought I looked younger then I am..YES! In my 20’s no less. Victory is finally mine!
I was feeling pretty good because again, had been bummed about getting older, aging, feeling in such little control over my body lately, and I told her, ‘You made my day, thank you,’ because she had. This is when things turned sour and bizarre to say the least. ‘Your a beautiful person, God loves you.’ I said, ‘Thank you. He loves you as well.’ –That’s true. (Weird part)…’When God blesses me with children, they are going to be little angels..I just can feel it.’
Why is this so bizarre of her to say? She had already told me previously that she was 58 years of age! She had no kids yet, but ‘when I have children???’ HUH? This was the point where my friend laughed her as% off at me during the story. Compliment..bloooop..down the drain.
I didn’t even know what to say to the lady about that. At first I thought she meant she had angels in heaven or something, but no, she made clear that she plans on having kids..someday. (What in her 70’s?) Not just one or two either. She wants a house full of them. I played along naturally, but I was then in my mind waiting for her to say, ‘It’s time for me to get into my space ship now.’ Oh well..she was a nice person.
If they are out there..you know I will find them.